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At breakfast the next morning, a brown school owl drops a letter into my lap. It is then followed by a long parcel.

It open the letter. It reads:

DO NOT OPEN AT THE TABLE.
It contains your new Nimbus 2000.
But I don't want everyone knowing you've got a broomstick or they'll all want one.
Oliver Wood will meet you tonight on the Quidditch pitch at seven o'clock for your training session.

Prof. M.McGonagall.

I look down the table at Harry to see that he's gotten one too.

I show Amy, Hermione and Bonnie the letter and we grab the parcel and go to the dormitory to open it.

We run up the stairs, into the common room and up to the dormitory.

I lay it on my bed.

Together Amy, Bonnie and I rip it open while Hermione watches.

"Wow!" I say in amazement.

I stare at the magnificent broom. It is awesome. Sleek and shiny, with a mahogany handle, it has a long tail of neat, straight twigs and 'Nimbus 2000' engraved in gold near the top.

Sadly the bell goes for class and I leave the broom behind.

During breaks, I kept coming up to admire it then leaving as the bell goes each time.

After dinner, I can't wait for my first Quidditch practice, so I go down to the pitch early.

When I get there, Harry is already in the air.

"Hey, Harry!" I yell to him.

He almost falls off his broom in shock.

"Oh, hey Sarah," he yells back. He lands beside me. "Er, your early."

"Uh, yeah," I say. "So are you."

He laughs.

He flys back up into the air.

I mount my broom and take off. It's amazing. I swoop in and out of the goal posts and then speed up and down the pitch. The broom turns at my lightest touch.

It is so much better than my old Comet TwoSixty.

"Hey, Potter's, come down!"

Oliver Wood has arrived. He is carrying a large wooden crate under his arm.

I land next to him, as does Harry.

"Very nice," Wood says. "I see what McGonagall meant. You both are naturals. This evening I'm just going to be telling you the rules, then you'll be joining team practice three times a week."

Wood tell us all about Quidditch for at least an hour(I already know most of the stuff); all about the different balls(Quaffle, Bludgers and the Snitch), the positions(Keeper, Beaters, Chasers and the Seeker) and how to play.

He then let me practice with some golf balls and Harry with a larger round ball.

We then got to go back to the castle at about 8:30.

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On Halloween morning, I had woken up to the delicious smell of baking pumpkin wafting through the corridors.

Even better, Professor Flitwick has just told us that today we would be learning how to make objects fly.

He puts us into pairs; This time Harry with Seamus, Bonnie with Lavender Brown(They hate each other), me with Amy and Ron with Hermione.

Hermione and Ron have been bickering all lesson.

"Your saying it wrong," I hear Hermione snap. "It's Wing-gar-dium Levi-o-sa. Make the 'gar' nice and long."

I stifle a giggle.

"Wingardium Leviosa!" I chant as my feather rises in the air.

"Oh, well done, Miss Potter!" Professor Flitwick squeaks and the class claps.

When the class quietens down, I can still hear Hermione and Ron bickering.

"Well you do it then if your so clever, go on, go on!" Ron says.

Hermione rolls up her sleeves flicks her wand and says-

"Wingardium Leviosa!"

Her feather rises off the desk.

"Well done, Miss Granger!"

Ron was in a very bad mood by the end of class.

"It's no wonder no one can stand her," he says as we leave the Charms classroom. "She's a nightmare, honestly."

Someone knocks past Harry and they hurry past us.

Hermione.

"I think she heard you," Harry says.

"So?" Ron says. "She must have noticed she's got no friends."

"Ron! That was uncalled for!" I yell at him and I run off to find Hermione.

I can hear sobbing when I look in the nearest girls bathroom.

"Hermione?" I call.

"Go away."

"Hermione, let me in," I say.

A stall door opens.

I go in.

Hermione is sitting on the toilet seat, her face in her hands.

"Oh, Hermione," I say as I somehow manage to hug her in this cramped stall.

All afternoon, we are in the stall.

"Hermione, come on, lets go to the feast," I say.

I hear the door open.

"Hello?" I call out.

I hear a deep grunt.

I open the stall door.

Standing before me is a fully grown mountain troll.

I've read about them.

I scream and lock myself back in the stall.

I hear the door open once more before the stall is crashing over me.

"Sarah, Hermione, move!" I hear Harry yell.

I start to crawl through the mess as more stalls are crashing over me again.

I scream once again.

Then I see no more.

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"Is she alive?"

I can hear voices.

"Of course she is, she's breathing."

My eyes flutter open.

Harry, Ron, Hermione, Bonnie, Amy, Fred and George are standing around me.

"Wow, I'm popular," I say.

They all laugh at my joke and relief.

"Where am I?" I ask.

"Hospital wing," Harry says. "You passed out."

I sit bolt upright.

"Where's the troll?"

"Gone. We knocked it out, the teaches removed it," Ron says happily. "Well, I knocked it out," He adds triumphantly.

I relax and lay back down.

"How long have I been out?" I ask.

"Just a couple of hours. You didn't miss much. Just us beating the troll and the feast," Hermione says.

"Damn, the feast," I say hungrily.

"Wow, Sarah, just wow. You get knocked out and all you can think about is food," Amy says, shaking her head.

"Is she awake?" Someone says.

It's Madam Pomfrey, the nurse.

"Yes," I say sitting up.

"Well, well, you can have ten minutes, she needs rest," She says to Harry, Ron, Hermione, Bonnie, Amy, Fred and George.

"Well, we're going to go, we just waited until you woke up, bye," George says.

Fred and George leave.

As soon as Madam Pomfrey is out of earshot, Bonnie exclaims, "You could have died!"

"You nearly did," Ron says.

"Ron!"

"Well, it's true," He says.

Harry doesn't listen to that, he just bursts into a huge recount of what happened: how Ron knocked the troll out with its own club and how they lost ten points because of us.

Fifteen minutes later, Madam Pomfrey comes bustling in.

"OUT, OUT! You've had fifteen minutes!"

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A/N

Hmm, I don't have much to say anymore.

Wait! I just kinda want to let you guys know, that I have started another book. It's called 'Forbidden'. I haven't actually figured out the whole plot for it, buuuut, yeah.

So I'd go and, maybe, give it a try :)

Plus I figured out my posting schedule. Yes, I have a posting schedule. I'm going to post Sarah Potter on Mondays, Wednesdays and Fridays, then Forbidden on Tuesdays and Thursdays. I get weekends to edit.

Thanks guys :)

Ps: I'd appreciate it if you'd like, comment or vote :)

Bai.(it means bye)(I has my own language)